Low Tide…

The laughter of joy…

Smiles and love….

The beach not wanting to let go of our feet…

“Stay a while and relax” it whispers…

The crackle of a small fire….

Her eyes and body… Glowing with nothing more than life it self…

There are no cares on this island of love…

There is no reason to leave…

So we sit… Play… Laugh… And love…

The only one to bare witness…

The low tide…

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